He tells me the mountainsare to the North,the bedroom gets Southern light,a real-estate gesture or twoand we are throughthe apartment.
“Well-lit,” I say.
“Actually, southern light is weak,”he marks.
“Right,” I manageto stifle a giggle(In Brooklyn, North is 125th St.and South, Bay Ridge.)
He mentions something about a river,a damn?
So cavalier I should not beback upin the airI [...]
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